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Sunday, September 15, 2013

Prayer Date: 09152013 Rocks and Stones, Sweet Genes A Splicing

Sweet *genes in the splice making everything nice, it's the wonder we have anything profound. When we take our chances of what gifts the prancing, we divine the sacred hilly shine. Come now dew with me, shine up like the seas, where the waves touch the very sky.  And when we long to feel such wind, come to share our hearts out every wave. Sent the song true, loving all you dew, such is heavy and handed to the chair. We must sit deer, for the journey to live without fear, learning every step that takes you for a ride/rise/ascend.  Tell the stories, yes tell the stories about how you did fell that sacred day. You were longing in a songing by the river you fell down on your face. Rock and stones deer, that's what you felt stiff, down on your knees, the rough and tumble clowns (tears of a sad clown, happiness returns). We say listen to all the glistening of the river passing over every stone, a tone.

Sweet *genes a splicing, such a rising, when we have to lean on everything. Bending forwards, circles bow deer and we must come home to hear the cries. We are weakened, yet we steam deer.  It's our faith that drives us forward deer. And living holy, that way we can be jolly, as we roll on over in the winds. One more *gene deer, sets a song with a fear, yet a lesson that drives us home, to where it's brothers, sisters druthers. It's a place were all the *genes spliced show no fear.  Joy, rejoicing, heavenly choices, the dew is dancing on each blade of grass.  Send me to witness such convincing of how it's time to share all that we dew, to fight for love, to share like doves, to win the heart of everyone, to love each as holy, a sacred suns who need to folly, to learn all that is LOVE, for LAW of heaven gifts cheer to the temporary sheath, the stepping stone we met, the place, the ark that flies, one step, one stone at a time. sweet *genes a splicing, it's quite a dicing, yet we have come home together once again.  Let love fill us up in the winds.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings to bring joy to everything, for the flowers that sing today, to the beds and rivers of clay. Let the winds watch over them, all my RELATIVES in the winds. We are together don't you know, because we are the setting river shore. Let us join forever deer, let love shine us cheer. We are together............. forever in the winds.

*gene/jean: leads to the expression of hereditary character, gender, general, genitive, genus, genesis, something that produces, stimulates the production of, or induces” the thing specified by the initial element, born, kin, general, rock,  danger, difficult, de-railer (any direction),  ran, independent, heavy, strong, work clothes, jene (fustian), genoan, genes, twilled, hose, begetting, off spring, Lord/God is Gracious or Gift from God, Well Born, race of men.

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